"In the past, a unicorn descended from the Lin family, and it shone brightly for fifteen years. Once in the dusty academy, it remained silent for three years and no one asked..."
An Ruo stood calmly, and after the opening remarks, he told Lin Ming's story in vernacular.
Her voice is like the cry of an early orioles, as clear and sweet as the sounds of nature.
Everyone inside and outside Qingyun Tower slowly followed her into the world of the book.
Those who have money can sit in the building, order two or three side dishes, or fill a pot of sake, and eat while listening.
Those who have no money sit under the eaves of the walls and windows, having fun and having sex for free.
Qingyun Building, corner on the first floor.
Beside a small tea table.
Lin Ming put on a disguise to cover up his overly handsome face, and sat down to drink tea peacefully.
The little guy was hiding in his arms, sticking his head out from time to time and looking around mischievously.
"Brother Ming, this young lady's story is so interesting. It feels even more powerful than what we actually experienced."
Lin Ming shook his head with a smile, picked up a piece of tea, and handed it to the little guy, "Of course the story must be both true and false, and then slightly exaggerated to amplify the drama, so that it can be read and heard well."
The little guy seemed to understand. He held the tea in his two paws and gnawed at it crazily. He finished it in less than a second without leaving any residue.
At this time, the three of them walked to Lin Ming's tea table and sat down on the empty seats.
All three of them have their own characteristics.
One was dressed luxuriously, holding a folding fan, and looked kind and polite to everyone.
One was wearing a fox fur coat, his face was pale, and he coughed from time to time, but his grace and demeanor were not diminished.
One of them holds an initial in his mouth and keeps shaking it up and down. Anyone he catches will look at him twice, and he can't wait to pull out his weapon and make gestures in the next second.
These three people are Qin Chuan, Chu Hanchen, and Chen Nanshuangxing.
Qin Chuan cupped his hands, picked up the teapot, poured himself tea, and said:
"How about it? Miss An Ruo's story-telling is excellent, right?"
"Not bad." Lin Ming nodded.
"Why did Brother Lin make himself look like this?"
Chen Nan Shuangxing stretched out his fingers and circled his head, then pointed at Chu Hanchen.
"It's almost as good as this sick man."
Chu Hanchen raised his eyebrows and said, "You are the sick man, and your whole family is sick. I have already said that I am a master, a very tall one."
Chen Nan Shuangxing rolled his eyes and tilted his mouth.
"Tch, I haven't seen you take action in the secret realm. Just stop pretending. No matter how powerful you are, can you be better than Brother Lin?
"Stop it! Stop it! We finally made an appointment with Brother Lin to come out. Let's all come out and relax together. It's not appropriate for you to bicker like this." Qin Chuan stretched out his hand to separate the two of them and smiled.
Chu Hanchen coughed lightly, "I'll spare you the trouble."
At this time, Miss An Ruo, the storyteller on the stage, noticed Lin Ming's table.
He quietly paid attention, and then continued to tell the story.
Shrouded in his inner thoughts, Lin Ming noticed the other party's actions, but did not take it seriously.
After all, even if he hid his appearance, the three people beside him were still pretty, and it was normal for them to attract the attention of young women.
Afterwards, the four of them listened to the story for half an hour, while tea, wine, dishes, and snacks were served like water.
You know, Qingyun Restaurant is the first-class restaurant in Ningjing, and the price is not cheap.
This kind of expense is really huge.
Qin Chuan quietly covered his purse, secretly thinking that something was going to happen.
Chen Nan Shuangxing raised her eyes and glanced at Chu Hanchen.
The former means to ask the latter to pay.
Chu Hanchen coughed twice, with an embarrassed smile on his face.
"It's the end of the month and money is tight. How about we share it equally today?"
Chen Nan Shuangxing raised his hands, "Don't look at me, I have always cared about food and not pay. Anyway, my share will definitely be counted on you, Chu Hanchen."
At this moment, Lin Ming took out a note from Zhong's Bank.
This thing was given to him by Zhong Lebin, the eldest son of the Zhong family in Tianyuan Prefecture, after he transformed into Mr. Ming Ji at the Divine Cultural Museum.
Chennan Shuangxing doesn't know the goods.
but!
Qinchuan and Chu Hanchen are very clear.
They both stared straight at the note.
"Brother Lin, let's just come over for a meal and talk, but we can't use this thing."
Chu Hanchen stretched out his hand and hovered over the bill, then turned to look at Lin Ming, "Is that okay?"
"Okay." Lin Ming replied.
Chu Hanchen quickly checked the bill, then swallowed his saliva.
"Is there really anything wrong with this? You can withdraw all the money from any bank in the Zhong family without limit..."
"If I hadn't known the virtues of the Zhong family, I would have thought that their bank had been changed into a charity bank."
Chu Hanchen sighed with emotion, "Using this bill to deduct this meal is really too expensive and not worth it."
"It's nothing. I have two similar bills in my hand." Lin Ming said calmly.
Chu Hanchen and Qin Chuan seemed to hear the pounding sound of their own hearts.
If you compare goods, you will have to throw them away, if you compare people with others, you will die.
The old saying is true.
One of them is the eldest son of the Qin family, and the other is the young master of the Chu family. Both of them are one of the top ten aristocratic families in Qingming Province.
but!
The money on hand has never been more than 100,000 gold coins, let alone such an unlimited bill.
I thought this was going too far, but I didn't expect it.
There are two more! ! !
The atmosphere around the tea table suddenly solidified.
At this time, Miss An Ruo's storytelling stopped, and the story ended there. Finished.
Her rule is that there are two shows a day, one in the morning and one in the afternoon, no more.
Most of the people around were regular customers, so they left one after another without asking any questions.
However, the business of the tea house is still very good and it does not seem too deserted.
Miss An Ruo walked quickly and left.
She glanced deeply at Lin Ming, and then returned to her hut.
He took out a piece of rice paper with a special texture from Najie and wrote:
"Lin Ming is a man of great talent. He is not afraid of favors or disgrace. He can fight selflessly in life and death, but he can also be leisurely and indifferent in the market."
"The Anbu of Xuanzong rated his overall qualification as 'A' and strongly recommended that he join the sect as soon as possible..."
